Unseen Love

The love of a parent is often unseen
Hidden in the shouting and yelling
Of clean your room and do your work
Many an “I love you” can be found
In the battles we constantly wage
Continuously defeated, raising the flag
Surrender the only path we see to peace
If need arises the flag will be dropped
Arms taken up to continue the skirmish
Though we contend the protected themselves
They are oblivious to our end game
When functioning, contributing adults
Fly from the nest to make their own
We smile with pride for a fight well won.

Debbie Gravett © 2017.01.18

via Daily Prompt: Unseen

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